Today, Mata Thai's mala hotpot surprised me, pleasantly. At dusk, my mum accompanied me in the living room as I benched while watching Mark Wien's Penang adventures. The muted colours and dull darkness outside accompanied us.
I shall remember today. Just like how I remember a seemingly insignificant memory of me answering my mum "Ye Ma?" in the living room while she was shifting the laundry poles outside. I was 4 years old.
I believe this is what silent happiness feels like.
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